At Home Gallery, Samorin, Slovakia
Nothing Is, Until Uttered in a Clear Voice is a book in progress, suspended on the walls of the synagogue left behind by the annihilated Jewish population of Samorin, Slovakia. Text, paper & image focus on the voice as the signifier of identity and our need for memory to be announced and declared, or else lost.
Publisher and writer, Laszlo Szigeti, commented:
“Silverberg’s street postings are also about inexplicable fears, desperations and self-consolations. …(her) rip off tabs encourage communication, announcing one’s presence. She intends a colloquy with us, thus admitting the viewer not only into the intimate space of creation … but also into the intimate spaces and moments of the soul. Which is made drastic — or even more human, more deeply authentic — by the concrete pain, the space of a concrete disease that invokes understanding via the open (larynx) throbbing in the video installation, while the mimicked sounds of therapy suck the viewer into depths of empathy where only Simone Weil had been capable of enticing us until now. Or, put more precisely, a person finds out only after penetrating to the center of the labyrinth what dreadful stations must be passed in order to achieve the ability to recognize and cultivate beauty.”
–Translated from the Hungarian by John Batki
Excerpt from review of the “Yad” show, published in Magyar Szo, Slovakia
October 9, 2010